One hundred and sixteen Zhang Liao fought Xiahou

"Well, it looks like we're going to have to fight." On the wall of the Tiger Prison Pass, Zhang Liao, who was wearing armor, sighed.

"Cao Cao... It's really powerful, do you want to bend people without a fight? Borrow the fierce general Xiahoudun, first come to challenge and reduce the morale of our army. It's convenient to attack the city in the future, it's really not easy! ”

Zhang Liao smiled bitterly and shook his head, although he knew the other party's intentions, he had to take the initiative to cooperate.

After all, the other side is already so oppressive and abusive.

Rao is now that he has received the admiration of a group of Xiliang soldiers, he can't be indifferent.

For these soldiers of Xiliang, the humiliation was absolutely unbearable.

So whether it is to stabilize the morale of the army or to stabilize the defenders, he has to go out of the city to fight!

It's just that he was about to step forward, but someone beside him couldn't bear it anymore and rode out.

"Dare to kill my General Xiliang! Let me kill you! ”

"Hmph, nameless, how dare you fight me?" The menacing Xiahoudun twitched the corners of his mouth and said disdainfully.

General Xiliang, the person who came out of Zhang Liao first, was immediately angry when he saw Xiahoudun ignoring his arrival.

After playing a few guns, he galloped to Xiahoudun, and shouted, "Kanto Piff, you don't want to be arrogant!" I'm here to kill you! ”

However, at this time, Xiahoudun, who was focused on Zhang Liao, could take care of such a small role, and with a slash of his spear, he hit it heavily, "Get out of here!" ”

The Xiliang general, suddenly saw the red light in front of him, and immediately looked at the body of the gun close at hand, and hurriedly raised the gun to block, only to hear a bang, and suddenly felt a huge force coming from the opponent's gun......

Bang!

That General Xiliang, who was directly hit by Xiahou Dun with all his strength, struck out more than ten zhang on the ground and struggled to get up, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go out of the way." Seeing this scene, Zhang Liao, who was originally stunned, shook his head.

"General, the enemy army is strong, if you must go out of the city, and let me lead the wolf cavalry to escort the left and right, and sweep the battle for the general."

Hearing Zhang Liao's words, the deputy general beside him arched his hand.

"yes.... The enemy force is overwhelming......" Zhang Liao stood on the city and sighed as he looked at the Alliance army troops outside the city.

"However, I still have to go out of the city to fight, although tens of millions, I will also ......, not to mention..."

"Cao Cao's elite are now resting, and the soldiers under the command of Bao Xin and Wei Hong... Nothing. ”

In Zhang Liao's eyes, these troops, who were recruited by force and lure with food in troubled times, were just a group of armed mobs.

Crowning the word "army" is simply the biggest insult to this word!

Not to mention stopping him!

"Open the gates!" Zhang Liao, who was on the city wall, signaled a little, nodded in the direction of the guard, and called a herald to say a few words, and the soldier nodded and ran down the city wall.

......It didn't take long for the gate of the Tiger Prison to slowly open, but it was only half-open, and hundreds of crossbowmen were lined up behind it, all with arrows buckled to the crossbows, ready to fire.

These are protective measures to prevent enemy troops from taking the opportunity to rush through the pass.

Let others lead a group of horses, cross the horses and run to Xiahoudun.

"Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan are here, and the enemy generals are rampant!"

"Drink!" Behind him, the five hundred cavalry soldiers shouted loudly, responding to Zhang Liao's words, from beginning to end, the military posture in this army was solemn, without a sound, until this moment, a chorus of shouts was like thunder in the sky, which shocked the faces of the officers and soldiers of the alliance army changed slightly.

"Hmph, posturing." Xiahoudun was not afraid, pouting disdainfully.

At the same time, the spear in his hand also erupted into a dazzling cold light, and the red qi gang quickly attached to it.

When the two sides approached a certain distance, the soldiers on both sides invariably stopped.

The next battle is a stage for Zhang Liao and Xiahoudun!

"Boom!" A shot and a knife intersected heavily, and under the blue-red light, the color of the exchange could not help but cover the ears of some soldiers of the two armies who were slightly closer.

Xiahoudun and Zhang Liaoer were each bounced away by the huge force, hurriedly grabbed the horse under the crotch, and turned the horse several times before stopping.

"Xiahou Yuanrang? It's really extraordinary! Zhang Liao secretly moved his faintly numb arm, secretly complaining.

"Good! Sure enough! Again! Xiahoudun's face was fanatical, and he stabbed Zhang Liao in front of him three times.

This time, Xiahoudun did not show that amazing speed, but the strength was so strong that Zhang Liao felt numb.

After entering the battle state, Xiahoudun's situation was very excited, waving the iron spear in his hand, and the turbulence generated by the spear made Zhang Liao couldn't help but retreat.

The shouts of both sides, the frenzied drums cì jī the two people in the battlefield, and the same cì jī all the soldiers, and the morale of both sides is constantly rising.

At this time, the two generals who had staggered past had already re-confronted each other, quietly gathering momentum like the Yuanyu Yuezhi, their eyes were resolute and stable, and their qi was locked on the opponent.

In such a context, the second general was also somewhat affected.

The blood began to surge.

Zhang Liao's eyes gradually changed, becoming as sharp as a knife.

Usually his eyes are very gentle, and only when he holds a weapon does this change.

But at this time, the persistence in his heart was stimulated.

Firm and sharp, in an instant, Zhang Liao's whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"Xiahou Yuanrang, eat me with a knife!"

In the next moment, Zhang Liao's head was raised slightly, and a powerful battle intent suddenly burst out from his deep eyes.

He's gathering momentum!

Accumulating momentum is actually a process of compressing the qi gang in the body, and the compressed qi gang can burst out with powerful attack power.

Of course, the cost of one's own spiritual power is also several times that of using the same skill.

However, for battlefield encounters, one move is enough!

The snow-bright sword light with a green light condensed into a line, like a lightning flash.

Before the knife arrived, its knife aura and killing intent had already locked Xiahoudun to death.

A sword light like practice, wandering in the dense shadow of Xiahoudun's gun,

Breaking through Xiahou's false move, he snorted with a knife on his shoulder.

"What~~!"

Xiahoudun looked at his left arm in disbelief, only to see that the arm armor had been damaged, and blood was gushing out.

In his eyes, there was a little shock and a little curiosity.

Of course, there was no cowardice in his eyes, and the two eyes collided in the air, as if to stir up a spark.

At this moment, Xiahoudun only felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart.

Is... Rejoice!

Hahahahaha...!

In the laughter, Xiahoudun's whole person's momentum suddenly became different.

His eyes were red, but the breath on his body was still gushing continuously, and during this period of time when he spoke, he was forced to put on a layer of red and black, flowing with a glorious essence armor.

A scarlet glow lit up from the iron spear he held in his hand, the red light was blinding, as if rendered, and even his eyes suddenly bloomed a manic blood red.

Xia Houdun, who became serious, suddenly became more and more powerful all over his body.

Come and don't get along, it's indecent!

"Zhang Liao, take me a shot!"

With a roar, the original stormy attack was paused, and the iron spear in his hand seemed to suddenly increase a hundredfold, and as if the air had become viscous, it seemed to rush out slowly.